Why are there no pictures of this fire?
When the call came in just after midnight, I was sleeping comfortably. It was a small grass fire on 281, a few miles outside of town. The normal part of my brain said "stay in bed, they'll have it out before you get there." The macho part of my brain, who thinks it's cool to chase fires after midnight said "go for it anyway, you can make it and probably get a great photo."
They pulled away from the scene about a minute before I arrived. So now you don't even get mop-up pictures, and I don't get enough sleep.
You know what? The macho part of my brain is an idiot and should just shut up and go back to sleep from now on.
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